Out-Running Despair
1 min readSep 12, 2020
Before I came to be, was it written in the Great Book that I would arise from the ashes of the hopeless years, victorious? Would it mention the throwing in the towel part, my disappointment it hadn’t worked? After many years of out-running my despair, the story turns, clearer, lighter. A loving therapist, a beautiful partner, a beloved son, a passionate fellowship with nature (always an endearing mother), and the lifting of the lifelong fear that all will be lost, when the other shoe finally drops, become the roots of a fine blossoming. The seed must die, to give birth to the tree.
LBM 9/12/2020
